I had a dream last night that I realized is archetypal for me, it recurrs every couple of years... here is the dream... I'm in a building that is familiar to me but that I have not been in in some time, there are people around who I know and work with or have worked with, they are all out of context and are combined in ways that have nothing to do with the waking world. Many of us get to a row of elevators and I go in one and the elevator is huge more like a room and it is all white and would be gleaming but has little details that are a little grungy and worn. The numbers for the buttons are kind of worn off and it is hard to see if it is an 8 or 3 a 6 or an 8 and the buttons are not uniform... some are buttons and some are little raised bars... going into the elevator I was filled with dread that something was going to go wrong with this. there is a polite disagreement about which number is which and I'm responsible (and not minding the responsibilty) for pushing the floor... I want the third floor... and I push the buttons and nothing happens. No one else seems to mind. I grow frustrated and am anxious to get on with my day and so I leave the elevator and pass several women who I have known casually at work over the years and each is progressively more flirtatious.. but I find the stairs and start up only to realize that my path is blocked... There are workman below me pounding and grinding away on something... I realize I can't go up so I try to go down and as I get into the basement there are stairs everywhere leading no where and a bunch of men who are working on something that when I look at it I'm instantly dubious that what they are doing is worthwhile. Finally I get out into the great big room.. it is like a childrens library.. low book shelves and tiny chairs and the sun is streaming through the window through mini blinds.... and a woman (like an older kindergarten teacher) says, "that construction is awful, that whole new section won't be done for sometime, the elevators that work are over there" and she points to the other side of the room to 3 or 4 elevators I haven't seen before... but, for some reason I'm sure they will be dependable.... and the dream ends.